oh, it’s just the alternator. but it may as well have had the engine fall out on the freeway. sure it can be fixed, but right now it really seems best to let it go — other signs include judgements from lying weasel roommates who legally now can take my money, though they have no moral right whatsoever (if there is a feeling quite like standing there in court while a person lies and lies and lies and is believed and there’s nothing you can do, well, i don’t know what it is). anyway there’s that, and enough old uninsured medical bills, and other little things that went bad here and there, that it makes sense to consider the cleansing effect of a bankruptcy. now this bankruptcy could have excluded the car, and it would have been good for my future efforts to re-establish my credit, if i hung on to the monstrous piece of crap. but. if i hang onto the car and it continues in this steady decline towards the junkyard, then i’d be stuck with no way out of that.
i have till january to think this over. to seek legal aid advice and consider everything. and to probably go ahead and give it its stupid freakin’ alternator, just as a concilatory gesture to keep the peace before our eventual parting of the ways.
cars. can’t live with ’em, can’t drive them over cliffs and not get in major trouble with the insurance company. plus it’s probably littering.